Forced To Be Mafia Queen

Flashback part 1

Again this was written when I was younger. So it's strange but I started this when I was 14 finished when I was 15 yet this one has lots more mistakes in it so I will be writing a bit slower updating this every 10 days hopefully maybe don't hate me.

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My life was basic... Well I lived with my bestfriend when we left care once we turned 16 and have been on my own since I was 11. But you'll understand later on.

One day when I was 15 changed my whole life... Changed Violet's (My best friend's) and my life. We were running...

Flashback...

The dark musty ally stank of stale beer as we just get out of the club we snuck in to see if Violets boyfriend really was cheating. We walk down the ally and hear a man groan. We walk down the small ally following the sounds. We approach a man who is laying on the floor. Blood pools around him and I gasp at the sight and Violet panic.

"Violet... Get my car." I say and he nods before running off.

"Yes." She says and the man mumbles something. I get on my knees and he tries and fails to push me away.

"Hi." I say  quietly but loud enough for him to here. "May I?" I ask pointing to his shirt. Though I don't give him time to answer before I lift his shirt... "A gun shot?" I ask and he groans in pain, "We'll get you to the hospital." I say and he shakes his head.

"No." He says clear enough.

"Okay... I'll help you... Don't complain though only in first year med." I say with a giggle trying to lighten the mood.

Yeah I know your thinking what's you doing in Medical school when your 15... Well my 16th birthday isn't that far away and I'm smart and rich... Gets you a long way.

"I'm Eliza." I say and his eyes flicker to mine.

"Alexander." He grunts out making me giggle.

"Mind if I call you Zandy?" I ask and he mumbles something I can't hear, "Yes?"

Violet comes with my car... Well my Grans I just drive it... She wont mind she's dead.

I throw his arm around my shoulder and get him up with great difficulty. He may be skinny-ish but hell is he heavy... Needs to lose a few pound.

I get him into the car and he looks at me.

"Stay away I'm going to take you to mine... I'm sorry I don't bring my medical bag out." I say and he laughs a bit and falls back. I put him in proper and drive speeding off.

"Don't kill me by speeding I'd rather just die from the bullet." I hear his grunting laugh making me smile.

"I'm a good driver so be quiet... At least I'm helping you." I say and he mumbles something and laughs.

We finally reach ours and I carry him in as Violet curses as she's lost her keys. I throw her mine while trying not to drop Alexander.

"I'm going to take you to my old maids room." I say slowly so he doesn't think I'm anymore of a creep. He nods and I take him there and lay on my bed. Violet runs in with my medical kit and walks out saying she's quitting med school... 

"How old are you?" He asks and I smile.

"An age... How old are you?" I ask and he chuckles.

"23." He says and I smile.

"I don't have anything to knock you out." I say looking through the creams in my bag.

"It's... Okay." He says, "Just get the bullet out." He says and I nod.

I start removing the bullet wincing as I hear him grunt in pain... It's a miracle he isn't screaming and thrashing about.

Once I finish I stitch him back up and he's barely conscious.

"Zandy I need you too take these." I say holding up a pill bottle. He takes them and squints at the label, "Their pain killers."

"In-prescribed?" He asks and I smile.

"Don't call the cops." I giggle and he laughs. "V drinks." I shout and she walks in a couple minutes later with a selection of drinks.

"I don't know what you like or liked so I got you different types..." She trails off as Zandy picks the first glass up and takes the pain killers. I look to Violet who is paleing at the sight of blood. "Erm... How... I've got to go home." She says and I smile.

"Take one of the cars if you need." I say and she nods.

"Yeah... Bye." With that she runs out.

"So... Eliza how old are you?" He asks again and I roll my eyes packing my medical bag properly.

"15." I state and he frowns.

"Where are you parents? How are you in med school then? Whats you actually age?"

"My parents are somewhere away from me..." I frown then shake my head, "I'm smart and graduated early then paid my med school to take me in and they did with the money and my GPA. And again I'm 15."

"Why is a 15 year old driving?" He asks unbelieving.

"My mate taught me and their my Gran's cars." He tries to sit up but I cross my arms, "You'll rip the stitches." I say and he stops moving.

"Where is your gran? Is she the one who lives with you." He asks his voice low.

"My Gran is dead." I state bluntly, "I live alone most days." I put my medical bag in the cupboard.

"I di..." He starts but starts coughing.

"I'll get you some clothes to change into." I say running to my guest room and go throw the clothes the lads keep here. I grab one of wills large tops with a pair of Sam's bed shorts.

I walk back down to him and help him sit on.

"Can you stand?" I ask and he nods wobbly standing up. I hand him the clothes. "I'll turn around." I say walking a bit to give him room and turning to face away from him.

After a minute I hear him sit on the bed. I see his clothes on the floor and he's dressed in the clothes. I put the blanket on him.

"I'm going to be in my room which is upstairs... Need anything and I'll come just shout... Better yet if you press two on the house phone it calls my mobile." I say then smile, "You can call your friends and family to let them know your okay or wait till morning." I say and he nods with a laugh. "Night... Yeah Night." I say and walk out.

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The next morning I wake up to groaning. I run downstair and see the man from last night is trying to walk.

"Zandy." I say giggling as he falls.

I walk downstairs and help him.

"Thank yo.. you." He grumbles out like he didn't want help.

"You like pancakes?" I ask and he looks at me.

"Want to put clothes on first?" He questions and I look down...

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Wrote this when I was younger. Tried to fix up as many stuff, change stuff not much just the less important detail.

I'm a cringy writer you'll see if you read my other ones which are still on going I posted them all together.

ILM (I love me)

xx The_Author_2673